Always a Giver

I have given my body
More then I have been given flowers

I have given my time
More then I have been thought about

I have given my heart
More then it has been cared for

Each of these little giveaways
Have left me empty,  broken,  hollow

So I board myself up
While I learn to be enough for myself

Fill in each of the cracks with kindness
So I can fill my own cup

No longer allowing the undeserving
To drink from my well

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